Turkeys are peacocks that have really let themselves go.

I think growing up on a farm in a certain amount of isolation, with not a lot of friends nearby, makes you entertain yourself and kind of grows your imagination - being alone is quite good for all that. You make up stories, talk to the animals, let them be an audience, a bunch of cows.

Sarcasm doesn't read sarcastic in print.

As you can see, I speak many languages, including the language of sex.

If you were to send a werewolf to the moon, would he be a werewolf permanently?

Mel: What was your name again? Rain: Rain. Mel: Oh that's nice. Kind of like bad weather.

Some women were talking about how I put out. And that's just not that case. I don't put out - unless I'm asked very, very politely, and that's not putting out, that's just giving in.